You don't have to be old to be wise
A bird does not wait till it dies to fly
Emptiness is not for me
Fill me up and spill over me
See your soul, open your eyes
From inside your soul comes shining
You don't have to be old to be wise
Don't you hear the baby cryin'
You don't have to be old to be wise
A bird does not wait till it dies to fly
Emptiness is not for me
Fill me up, fill me up, spill over me
Iwoya, Iwoya, Iwoya...